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"𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 . . . 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲."
Phillophobia
(n.) the fear of falling in love or forming deep emotional connections with someone.
In a high school where everything feels temporary-friendships, reputations, quiet promises whispered between classes-Hwang Hyunjin has mastered the art of staying untouched. He is known, admired, surrounded . . . but never truly reached. To most, he's just distant. To those who look closer, he's careful. Because for Hyunjin, closeness has never meant comfort-it has always meant risk.
Love, in his world, is not soft. It is heavy, consuming, and impossible to hold without losing something in return.
Lee Felix doesn't believe in getting involved. He exists on the edges of things, observing more than participating, choosing silence over unnecessary connection. Hyunjin is nothing to him at first, just another name people mention too often. Until one quiet afternoon, behind a half-open door, Felix hears something he was never meant to hear. A voice, unguarded. A truth, unfinished. And suddenly, Hyunjin is no longer just a person-he's a contradiction Felix can't ignore.
As a school performance program forces them into the same space, distance becomes harder to maintain. Between rehearsals, late afternoons, and words that never quite say enough, something begins to form-not soft, not easy, but real. Felix doesn't chase. Hyunjin doesn't allow. And yet, step by step, silence turns into tension, and tension into something far more dangerous.
Because Hyunjin doesn't fear people.
He fears what happens after.
In a place where everyone is learning how to feel, how to fall, how to hold on-Hyunjin is learning how to run. And Felix is the first person who doesn't try to stop him . . . but